My capital is quite large.

The next morning, Tencent's large office area was still bustling with activity.

Holding a free cup of instant coffee, Li Feng walked down the corridor as usual, enduring several sympathetic or disdainful glances, and sat back down in his prime spot next to the toilet and printer.

The computer is turned on, the test script is running, and lines of meaningless green test data begin to scroll automatically in the background.

After completing this disguise, Li Feng opened his browser and entered the URL of "Xiaonei.com".

In early 2008, Renren.com was in its most rapid and unregulated growth phase.

This pixel-perfect Facebook-like social networking site has firmly occupied the computer screens of college students across the country.

To expand its ecosystem, Xiaonei.com has just launched an open platform, allowing third-party developers to access their applications through API interfaces.

The platform's various sections only have a few rudimentary horoscope tests, psychological quizzes, and crude web message boards; there isn't even a decent interactive game.

For Li Feng, who held "Happy Farm" in his hands, it was like walking into a vault without even a security guard.

Without hesitation, Li Ze clicked on the developer registration at the bottom of the page.

Subject type: Individual developer.

Developer Name: LF_Studio.

Contact information: I filled in my Nokia mobile phone number, which I rarely get called.

After completing the entire process, Li Ze officially uploaded the game client, database configuration files, and UI materials that he had packaged the night before to the school's intranet server through the backend's submission channel.

Application Name: Happy Farm.

App Description: Grow vegetables, weed, raise dogs... and steal your best friend's vegetables in the middle of the night!

In 2008, the content moderation mechanism on the Internet was far less lengthy and cumbersome than it would be in later years.

Especially for startups like Renren.com, which urgently need third-party applications to enrich their ecosystem, they are almost always open to individual developers.

Less than two hours later, at 2:10 p.m., a new email popped up in Li Feng's inbox.

[Dear developer LF_Studio, your application "Happy Farm" has passed the review and successfully integrated with the Renren.com API. It is now officially online.]

Li Feng opened the application center on the school's intranet and saw the pixelated icon of a little man wearing a straw hat in the corner of "New Arrivals".

There were no featured placements, no pop-up ads, and not a single penny of marketing budget.

In this vast ocean of the internet, Happy Farm is like an insignificant seed that quietly fell into the soil.

If it were any other inexperienced individual developer, they would probably be frantically posting links in various QQ groups and online forums to recruit members by now.

But Li Feng didn't; he directly shut down the backend data page of the school's intranet.

He, as a reborn individual, possessed an almost arrogant confidence in the viral potential of "Happy Farm".

What do college students have in abundance? Time.

What do they crave most? Social interaction and the thrill of getting something for nothing.

If a bored college student accidentally clicks on this game, they will plant a white radish.

A few hours later, when his roommate or the girl he has a crush on discovers that the vegetables he painstakingly grew have been "stolen" by this guy without him noticing and exchanged for gold coins...

Human beings' competitive spirit and desire for revenge can be completely ignited in an instant!

"Stolen? I'll set my alarm for 3 a.m. and raid your entire vegetable garden tonight!"

This is the most terrifying magic of Happy Farm.

It's like a precisely targeted social virus; once one person is infected, it spreads exponentially to the entire dormitory, the entire class, the entire school, and eventually sweeps across internet cafes nationwide.

"Let the bullets fly for a while."

Li Feng stretched and leaned back in his chair.

The sowing has been completed; now all that's needed is time to ferment and for this traffic storm, destined to shock the Chinese internet, to slowly take shape.

But that's not enough. Li Feng knows that web-based social games have a life cycle.

While Happy Farm can attract a large number of users with broad social interaction, its gameplay is relatively casual.

To solidify its position in this traffic boom, it must quickly launch a second set of combined moves after the farm becomes a hit, creating a traffic moat!

Li Feng gathered his thoughts and placed his hands back on the keyboard.

A new folder was created in that hidden D drive path.

Named: Project_ParkingWars.

That's right, it's that social media masterpiece that, in later generations, rivaled "Vegetable Stealing" and dominated the youth of countless people—"Parking Wars".

He drives luxury cars, gets parking tickets, earns exorbitant parking fees, and disgusts his rich classmate by parking his beat-up secondhand Alto in his luxurious garage.

If Happy Farm is a trap to capture the lower-tier market and female users, then Parking Wars is a steel shackle that firmly locks male users.

Once these two games form a matrix and mutually drive traffic to each other, it will be a money-printing machine with a terrifying daily active user base that even Tencent would be terrified of!

"Da da da da..."

The crisp sound of mechanical keyboards rang out again from the corner.

Li Feng's eyes were focused and sharp, and his fingers flew across the keyboard as he rapidly typed the underlying interactive architecture of "Parking Wars".

With his previous experience developing "Happy Farm", he was much more adept at writing code this time, and could directly call many common database logics.

"Hey, Li, still fixing those stupid bugs? You've been typing them all afternoon."

A sarcastic voice suddenly came from the side.

Li Feng paused in his actions, then casually pressed "Alt+Tab," instantly switching the code editor back to the tedious bug reproduction interface of "QQ Huaxia."

Turning around, I saw Zhao Peng's lackey team leader.

He was holding a water glass, looking down at the scrolling green gibberish on Li Feng's computer screen, his eyes full of disdain and mockery: "Young man, diligence is a good thing. But it's been months, and your efficiency is too low. General Manager Zhao was just saying in the meeting today, 'You're hopeless.'"

Li Feng looked at the other person's smug face, but his expression remained unchanged.

"The team leader is right. I'm not very smart, so I can only spend more time working hard at it."

"Heh, take your time, the probation period is almost over anyway." The lackey team leader sneered, shaking his water glass as he walked away.

Watching his retreating figure, Li Feng smiled silently.

How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan? How can a summer insect discuss ice?